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Mum’s the Word

“I’m sure the womb is the biggest organ, if I was to fit in there.”

“No,” purred Ma gently, eyes filled with love. “It’s the heart. Always.”

Massive

Daily Prompts

The Lioness Which Sleeps

In the tall grass,

In the Savannah of Africa,

There lays a slumbering,

Slothful, rolling, and drowsy,

Beast of gold.

She sleeps and rumbles,

She closes her eyes, 82 more words

Poem

Lionness

The lionness sits firmly
Atop the roof of her emotions
Neither growling, purring, roaring
Mere observing
The commotion

She feels before she thinks it… 57 more words

Love Poetry